Date: Wed, 15 Aug 2001 17:58:59 EDT
From: AmateurishWriter@aol.com
Subject: M.A.R.C. Ch. 14

M.A.R.C.

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Near the end of Chapter Thirteen:

By the time we got to the market where Josh had to go, it was already
beginning to rain.  The old sailor's adage came to mind; 'Wind before the
rain, we'll sail again.  Rain before the wind, time to go in'.  "Josh, it
looks bad.  We'll wait while you get what you need and then we'll run you
home."

"But ..."

"No buts."  I insisted.  "I don't want your Mom thinking I let you carry
groceries home in a storm."

He looked resigned.  "Okay.  Thanks."

He was back in about ten minutes with a very full shopping bag.  He
directed me down the next side street from the market to an old and sadly
under maintained apartment house.  As we pulled in the parking area
underneath Josh was clearly embarrassed.  I wanted to say something but
knew it would only make him feel worse.  The boys said their good-byes and
agreed to meet at the mall around 1:30pm tomorrow.

As we pulled back out onto the street, Marc made the observation, "I guess
not everyone is as lucky as we are Uncle John."

I smiled inside with pleasure at Marc's compassion.  "No Marc, far from
everyone is but that doesn't make them any the less good people."

Jeffery added, "Well, I know Josh is a good person and I like him."

We rode on in silence for a few minutes.  The rain was a bit heavier and
the wind was starting to pickup as well.  Then the boys started gabbing
again about the arcade games.  Jeffery lived in a small cape just a few
blocks the other side of the yacht club from us and two streets inland.

When we pulled in their driveway Jeffery made a mad rain swept dash for the
house yelling back; "Thanks for the ride John.  See you guys tomorrow."

As we drove on home I smiled over at Marc.  "Well, it's just you and me
kid."

He looked back at me with a sly smile.  "Yeah, just you, me and a romantic
storm.  Want me to make a fire?"

The double meaning wasn't lost on me.


Chapter Fourteen - Every time he touches me there I shiver

It was close to 5:00pm by the time we pulled into the garage at home.  The
storms were still just really getting started.  We hadn't heard more than
two distant rolls of thunder so far but I knew these cold fronts almost
always produce good thunder storms as they passed through this time of
year.

"What would you like for supper kido?"  I started rummaging in the fridge.

"We had some fries at the mall just before you picked us up."  Marc looked
a little sheepish.  "So I'm not all that hungry."

I chuckled.  "You don't have to look that way.  Fries are better than
... say ... cotton candy."

"Well, then I'll have a salad when we eat but later, okay?  I want to take
a shower and maybe watch the storms.  Wanna?"  He looked suggestively at
me.

"Wanna what?"  I teased.  "Shower or watch the storms?"

He started to pull his shirt off over his head and started up the stairs.
"Both."

I stood at the bottom step. "Oh.  Well, I was kind of thinking of mowing
the lawn before it got dark."

"Suit yerself."  I got plunked in the face with a delightfully boy smelling
t-shirt.

I charged up the stairs and chased a giggling boy into his room plunking
him back in the face with his own t-shirt.  Then I strutted into my room
with an exaggerated, "YES!  And the crowd goes wild!  YyaaaaaaAAAHHHH!"

I was gloating so loudly that I didn't hear a lovable naked android boy
sneaking up behind me as I was undressing.  Then I heard him clear his
throat, "Ahem."

Speaking as I turned, "Well, I guess we're ev ... "  Swat!  I got plunked
square in the puss by a pair of asparagus green bikini briefs that, by the
way, smelled even better than the t-shirt.

Marc was having a good laugh but I had the last.  I pulled them over my
head so the crotch was over my nose and started to moan.  "Oohh
yyeeaaaahhh, with these who needs the kid?"

"You're disgusting!"  A giggle slipped out as he said that.

"Yeah?"  I retorted.  "Who picked out this color?  What do you call this
hideous green?"

"Asparagus."  He was now indignant.  "And I like it!"

"Oh.  Asparagus?  How apropos."  I continued to tease.  "Didn't they have a
Zucchini green?"

He was now doubled over in laughter trying very hard to answer back.  "Nah,
na ... not eeeha, eeha, in a sss ... ssiize beehig enough foh, fohor mehe."

"Who haah!"  I collapsed on the bed.  "Oh God.  We're terrible!  The whole
two of us."

I lay there on my back catching my breath from laughing so hard and this
giggling sexy boy slithered his way up over me, molded his body to mine and
whispered in my ear.  "Let's wash each other John.  It'll be so sexy."

I opened my eyes to see his looking into mine.  "My, my, what do I owe that
tantalizing offer to?"

He smiled.  "Because I love you being silly with me.  No.  Because I love
you.  Just because I love you."  He gave me a very loving kiss and got up.
"Your bath awaits sir."

We actually did wash each other and it was indeed very sexy but we just
enjoyed the feelings of pleasure and love that we shared with each other.
Lastly we each lovingly washed the other's very hard penis but, not too
much.  I think that we both knew what was going to happen soon.

Then we dried each other and as I was hanging up the towels Marc asked,
"Can I make a fire?"

"That's a great idea."  I squinted out the west facing window.  "Those
thunderheads make it look like there will be a good storm in a bit.  It
will be nice to enjoy it together."

Marc was busy with his fire building but asked, "This will take me a couple
minutes, would you get me a coke Uncle John?"

"Sure sweetie and I think I'll get an iced tea.  Be right back."

It couldn't have taken me but three minutes to go downstairs, get the
drinks and come back up.  When I got there Marc was just lighting the match
to start the fire.  However, I noticed that he had taken the time to get
and spread a large bath sheet out on the couch in front of the window.

I didn't say anything.  I just went over and sat down on it as I'm sure he
intended.  I sipped my iced tea as I watched him poke and prod the fire
into life.  Each movement made the cheeks of his naked bottom dimple and
relax.  First one and then the other.  It was very erotic and shortly I was
sporting a very hard erection with a drop of pre-cum glistening on the tip.

The few moments of silence had gone on for what seemed like minutes.  I
held out his coke just as he turned.

He looked at me, "For me?"

"Yes."

I continued to hold it out to him but he ignored it.  "Mine's hard for you
too."

I looked down at his penis and decided that the drinks should be put aside.
He walked over and stood just in front of me.  I leaned forward to take his
hand but he placed it on my shoulder and pushed me back against the back of
the sofa.  He was looking me deeply in the eyes as he placed his knees on
either side of me, slid onto my lap and sat facing me.

He continued to gaze into me.  "I love you more than anything John.  I feel
so safe when you hold me.  I want to be with you forever."  Then he leaned
forward and gave me a short gentle kiss on the lips.  Then, as he buried
his face in my neck he moved his body against mine and held on tight.  I
wrapped my arms around him, holding him tight in return.

It must have been ten minutes or so that we just held each other like that.
It was so peaceful and loving.  Strangely, I felt that same feeling of
safety that he had described.  It felt that, so long as we were together,
nothing bad could happen to us.

Off in the distance I could hear the thunder begin.  First as just distant
long uneven rolls.  As they began to get closer I noticed that Marc held me
tighter.  I spoke softly to him.  "You're safe here with me Marc.  I love
you."  And I kissed his ear.

With the next roll of thunder he moved his groin against me and I felt the
delicious feel of his hot cock against mine.  He kissed my neck and I felt
his tongue on my skin.  I smoothed his hair with one hand and rubbed his
back with the other.  The thunder came again and he moved against me again.
Then he lifted his head and kissed me with surprising passion.

My hands slid down and cupped his bottom as our tongues greedily tried to
out suck each other.  The thrusting of his groin against mine became more
urgent as I kneaded his buns with my own growing passion.  Then he moved up
higher and seemed to try to get my cock to go under him.  He didn't seem to
be able to quite get it.

I whispered, "Let me help" and I pointed it in the right direction.  Now,
as he moved up and down, it rubbed along his crack and pushed against his
hole as it slid past.  He shivered and I asked if he were cold.

"No.  That just feels so good." He moaned. "I want you to make love to me
so bad.  Every time he touches me there I shiver because it feels so good.
I want you inside me.  Please John, please make love to me."

The room was warm as toast now and somehow I knew that this was the right
time.  I told him to stand for a moment as I stood.  Then I sat him down on
the very edge of the seat and gently pushed him back just like the other
afternoon in the living room.  I knelt in front of him and started kissing
his knee.  I slowly worked my way between his legs and up his thigh and
when I got to his balls I kissed them too.  Then I kissed his beautiful
hard cock with its wet little head peeking out of its foreskin.  I licked
it all over and started back down.  All this time he was moaning and
groaning softly.  As I got to his thighs again I started licking them.  I
placed my arms under his knees but he lifted his legs up on his own,
remembering the other day.  Then I licked down under his balls.  He
shuddered and whimpered in bliss.

As I neared his soft pink pucker of his hole I heard him softly groan, "Oh
God, Oh God."  He smelled of freshly bathed adolescent boy.  It made me
dizzy.  I kissed his pucker and he groaned an octave higher and much
louder.  Then I licked him there and he gasped.  My mouth was watering and
I put as much saliva there as I could.  Then I hardened my tongue and tried
to slide it in.  "Ung, ung" I heard Marc moan.  I don't know if it meant
anything but I didn't stop.  He was very wet and getting relaxed down
there.  I licked my middle finger and it slipped in to the first knuckle
very easily.  I pumped it in and out until he relaxed some more and then I
added a second finger.  "Ompf!" he grunted but didn't seem to be in any
pain.  I moved them in and out for a few more moments and then stood up
pulling them out.  He clearly didn't like me pulling them out and I said
softly, "Just another minute my love."

I stood up and asked him, "Marc sweetie, move so you're lying on your back
with your head at the end of the sofa there."  He switched around the whole
time keeping his eyes locked on mine and that's when he handed me the lube.
He'd known.  He'd felt it earlier like I did.  That this was going to be
the time.  He'd gotten the towel and slipped the tube of KY between the
cushions while I was downstairs.

I grinned down at him.  "You sexy devil you.  You knew didn't you?"  He
nodded with a smile as I put as much lube as I could on my pre-cum slicked
cock and knelt between his legs.  He figured out what was next and raised
and spread them for me.

Spreading lube on and in him, I then moved over him and smiled down.
"Ready?" I asked.

"Oh God yes!  Please put it in me, please hurry." He urgently cooed.

I made sure I was positioned just right.  "Marc, it may hurt a little at
first.  I'll go easy.  I couldn't stand it if I hurt you."  He nodded and I
started to apply pressure.  My cock is not huge by any standards and I had
done my work well.  His muscle eased to the pressure and the head slipped
inside him.  His eyes opened wide and his mouth formed a big "O".

"Are you okay?"  He nodded and wrapped his legs around me.  I leaned
forward and he brought his lips up to mine.  We kissed for a moment as he
became used to my being part way inside him.  Then I leaned back up so I
could see where we joined.  Looking back at him and our eyes locked again.
He held my gaze as I slowly brought my hips down and my cock disappeared
inside him in a series of slow down and up and down movements.  I could see
the love in those beautiful blue eyes increase as I filled him.  He
shuddered and moaned but never stopped looking me in the eye.

Finally, when he could feel my balls touch his bottom he moan; "Oh God
John, I love it!  I love you inside me.  Oh John, I feel, I don't know how
to say it, I feel ..."

"Complete?" I asked.

"Yes, oh yes!  Complete! I will never again feel whole unless you are
inside me, unless we are one.  Oh God, I do love you so much."

"Marc, I could never say it better.  I will not feel complete until you
make love to me too."

I was amazed at how soft and warm and tight he felt inside.  Oh, I had done
this before, as Eddie knew full well.  But, Marc was much tighter and
hotter.  I was sure it was an intentional part of his design.  Marc brought
me back to reality by digging his heels into the small of my back and
forcing me in a little more.  I groaned in heightened pleasure and grabbed
his shoulders from underneath, one in each hand as I felt his insides
squeeze me in their soft grip.  He moved up and kissed me again.

"Oh God Marc.  You are so hot and tight inside."

He became possessed now, sucking the life out of me with his mouth and
anus.  We started a gentle rhythm and he began to babble.  "John, Oh
John. I think I'm going to cum like this!"  He started to gyrate his hips
in between my thrusts.  I stopped kissing him to look down between us.  His
hard cock was rubbing on my stomach and looked so sexy.  I wondered if he
shot, could I catch any in my mouth.  He lifted my chin up and said, "I'm
close to cuming, are you?  I want us to be kissing when we cum."

"Yes, yes." I was barely able to speak.  "Yes, I'm about to cum too.  Kiss
me now.  Oh God!"  We pressed our mouths together and I gripped his
shoulders as we worked in our pistoning union, my throbbing cock and his
tight ass.

"MMMMMmmmmm" he screamed in my mouth as he shot his biggest orgasm yet.  I
felt his hot boy cum hit my stomach.  As he came his ass clenched on my
boner and I moaned into him as I filled his tight boy bottom with my love.
I shot a good six times and each time I grunted and was echoed by his own
pleasure noises.  We spasmed and lurched together until we glowed with
perspiration as the sweat began to run off us.  The long forgotten storm
continued to flash and crash outside.

Then, too soon, we were calming down and he was lying below me gazing up at
me with pure love in his eyes.  My cock was still hard.  He was looking
into my eyes smiling at me and I was doing the same back.  "Well my boy," I
finally sighed. "That was incredible.  I don't know the words to say how
much I love you."

He crooned back, "Oh man, that was beyond belief.  I wish we could do it
forever.  I love you so ... so ... so much."

I gently withdrew from him and he moaned, almost whined, at the loss of
fullness.  As I stood up he got tears in his eyes.  "Please Uncle John, you
are still hard.  Can't you stay inside me for a little while longer?"

I was a bit amazed but I found that wanted to, even though I'd just cum so
hard.  I sat myself back down and motioned for him to sit facing me as he
had before.  He lifted up and I positioned my still hard cock for him. "We
should still be slippery enough."  He slipped down over me and I was inside
him again.  He wrapped his arms around me and buried his face in my neck.
I brought my hands down to cup his sweet soft round buns.  Then I hugged
him too.  We sat that way, two people in love trying to be as one.  Every
once in a while my cock would throb inside him and then his cock would
throb and his insides would squeeze me in return.

We sat there gently rocking in each other's arms and basking in the heat of
the fire, both in the fireplace and from our love.

I have had my share of relationships and been in love a couple of times but
I have never felt like this.  Here I was, in love with an android.  But
then, that was the idea.  We were in the most intimate of embraces that two
lovers can be in and we were content to just be there.  What we were giving
each other and getting from each other was indescribable.  I honestly
believed that Marc was far closer to being a living breathing and yes,
loving, human being than Eddie or his consortium could possibly have ever
imagined or hoped.  My love, and I honestly believed Marc's love too, was
growing stronger by the moment.  At this moment I felt more at one with him
than I can ... well, than I can put into words.  I would give my life for
him, android or not, because I believed that he would do the same for me.

We must have been like that for nearly half an hour when I heard a faint,
almost shy whisper, "Uncle John? I'm sorry but ... ah, I, ah, I have to
pee."  We both started to giggle and he sat back and smiled.  "This has
been so nice.  I waited as long as I dared but, I think I better go now."

I kissed his nose and he slowly lifted up off my somewhat wilting boner.
The cute look of disappointment at having to break our union was priceless
but I knew there would be many more such unions.  Then I realized that Marc
was not alone in his need.

The mood was broken.  "Make way!"  I yelled.  "I gotta go too."  I heard a
giggle from the bathroom.  I know, I know, I've said it before.  We giggle
a lot.  But, I thoroughly love it.  I recommend it in all relationships.
There should be a law that people be required to be silly together as part
of their relationship.

Next: Chapter Fifteen - To sleep per chance to scream